This is a song about "Left"

Never to the left i go

Your last man was semi pro

So with your mind left exploded

The dead society of a poet

Carol city or was it the west

Take the exit, the nearest left

With the rest who are left

Never ever pay rent

Take away what ever's left

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Friend after friend left me

Bitch, they call it motor city

Your family is left wondering why

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

I'm still confused about why you left